Name: Marcus Warden

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Description: Anything different about their appearance then shown in the picture?

Personality: Marcus is extremely prideful going into rage and acts of vengeance over the smallest of slights. He has always been intelligent. Born a childhood genius, intelligence is something he has in the bag. He loves to horde that over people, outwitting them, leading them into traps, giving them a slim shiver of hope only to take it away. He knows hes handsome, and loves to use that on people, men and women alike it doesn't matter they are all merely pawns. He is the type that will hide his pain besides his visage.. But it does not matter.

History: Marcus was born to a wealthy family, but he was born a bastard. His father had been cheating on his wife with one of the many maids (truth be told there wasnt a maid that worked for them who his father hadnt been sleeping with), His wife was barren and so could not have children. His father was always a cruel hard man, and the only reason he did divorce his wife (or worse) was because her family had mafia connections that his father constantly exploited to bring down competition through threats and murder.

The maid that gave birth to Marcus, his mother, was fired and deported back to her country, so that Marcus could be raised as his fathers heir. As a young boy, he tried hard to earn the love of his 'mother' and father. He Studied as hard as he could in school, played every sport he could, took fighting classes (boxing and Wrestling), did everything he could just to get a compliment.. all he wanted was a simple "Good job son." Instead.. They never had time for him. His 'mother' always hated him, for in him she saw all her faults: Her barren womb, her inability to keep her husband faithful.. and so she hated him for it. He was the outlet for all her pent up rage. Usually this included a few beatings, his father always merely saying it would make him tougher.

It did not matter.. Marcus slowly grew colder to the world as he grew older. He didnt want anything to do with his parents.. anything at all. He still loved them.. even his mother. She was his 'mom' after all, but when he was 15, his 'mom' against all logic gave birth to a child.. a young boy. That young boy was the true heir to Fathers Empire, although Marcus did not know that. He was just happy to have a little brother, but what he didnt know was that his Father was planning on getting rid of him.. one way or the other.

On November 3rd.. Marcus's birthday, his father hired men to kill him. They burst through the door, shooting all his friends from school, their parents, everyone he ever had.. all died. He remembered the gun pointed at his face as he cried like a coward. They taunted him at first calling him a bastard son, how even they thought it was cruel to have a parent hire them to kill their own son. Thanks to their constant talking, the bodyguards who had been told by the Father to wait 30 minutes then go in to kill the assassins (he didnt like witnesses), burst through the door and killed the Assassins before they could complete their original task.. the Bodyguards had no idea that he wanted his son dead, so did not finish the job.

That night Marcus scaled the wall and into the window of where his father slept, going into the bathroom and shooting him in the stomach three times as he was sitting on the toilet. Leaving the bathroom, his 'mom' had woken up and was screaming.. his little brother Byran was crying.. He shot his mom 4 times.

For 4 years, he raised his little brother Byran, and it was the only person he loved. He never trusted anyone else till them. First he saw her, she was so beautiful. She was quiet and reserved.. but he couldnt look away. He gathered the courage to ask her out.. and she said yes. It was probably the only happy moment in his life outside Byran. He tried to be himself around her.. and she left him. He can still feel how pathetic he was.. how shattered he felt, but another girl came by.. just as beautiful as HER. She was outgoing and happy.. she was like looking at light. He fell in love at first sight.. Once again he asked her out.. and she said yes. With her, he hid his true self.. and still he was left. He snapped. He finally understood. He would never be loved by anyone but Byran.. but even then he desired the girls. He decided that if they did not wish to love him, then he would treat them like animals.. He would refuse to love them.. He would put them in chains.

Likes:
Whiskey
Plans
Reading
Cooking (believe it or not.): He loves it, he even highers Gordon Ramsey, at great expense, to extend his cooking ability.
Chess
Wandering the cities
Animals

Dislikes:
Being slighted
Idiots..
When his plans fail
People who bring him bad news
Simple games like tic-tact-toe

Weapon of Choice: M1911 .45 Pistol. It holds 7 rounds, hollow-point, customized weapon with silver veins (actual silver) running along the black metal.

"I'm a Pretty Princess~!"